It's a hot summer day,
The rays beaming down
And much to my surprise,
I see clouds building far away
Filling up the cloudless skies
When was the last time
I stood in the rain?
It's really been far too long...
The soft caress of water on skin,
Nature singing a glorious song
It's getting darker now
The clouds gather in force
As the wind begins to blow
The birds flutter quickly from tree to tree
Preparing for God's little show
I take down my hair
Kick off my boots
Feel the earth breathe a sigh of relief
I pray for myself, the crops and the pond
This storm is anything but brief
A drop falls from the sky
And lands on my cheek
First one, then two, then three,
Suddenly its raining, pouring,
And there's no where else I'd rather be
For I'm standing in
a sweet summer rain,
The kind that only comes once a year
It cleanses my heart, washes my soul
And I know there is nothing to fear
Jan 12, 2013
Jan 12, 2013 at 12:58 AM UTC
It's a hot summer day,
The rays beaming down
And much to my surprise,
I see clouds building far away
Filling up the cloudless skies
When was the last time
I stood in the rain?
It's really been far too long...
The soft caress of water on skin,
Nature singing a glorious song
It's getting darker now
The clouds gather in force
As the wind begins to blow
The birds flutter quickly from tree to tree
Preparing for God's little show
I take down my hair
Kick off my boots
Feel the earth breathe a sigh of relief
I pray for myself, the crops and the pond
This storm is anything but brief
A drop falls from the sky
And lands on my cheek
First one, then two, then three,
Suddenly its raining, pouring,
And there's no where else I'd rather be
For I'm standing in
a sweet summer rain,
The kind that only comes once a year
It cleanses my heart, washes my soul
And I know there is nothing to fear
Rough draft, still a work in progress
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